British TV and shaw biz comedienne Ms Lipman writes in this book on topics such as supermodels, sleeping policemen, cones, Cohens, and critics; she wards off awards, salutes Streisand and snuggles down with something with a hard spine. We can see her quaking in Los Angeles, barking in the Chinese Year of the Dog and contemplating matricide by the seaside. It's funny stuff... start on page one... you can read her like a book!